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She dances with the moonlight |
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In a ring with the silent forest and the stars' jewels embroidered in her ethereal garment |
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From silver lips chameleon thoughts transmitted to the deepest cave the sanctuary of the sleeping dragon |
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Slowly recovering its wounded mind from the false reflections of a broken mirror |
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I will cross the moat that keeps our worlds apart |
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May your nebulus hands be my shroud |
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Succubus Priestess |
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In me you taste your past |
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In you I experience my future |
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Her touch is the cold breeze that numbs my carnal disguise and makes the glow inside to blaze up and spread |
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Torches blend with misty blue to celebrate the birth our bond is sealed in red our kiss is the everlasting moments |
